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Three O’clock |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. Over all thought Young and old Our cars between December’s now frozen fields A white snowy moon Looking down It finds us interesting In an insects scurrying Kind of way It’s only when Someone is looking up With a long gaze That it’s ever then surprised That just perhaps There’s more to us Than meets the stony eye . |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
ooh John I do like this write of yours! Be well Roniece |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
perhaps I like this |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
It's always hard when you look through the microscope and find the germs are looking back at you. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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Angel4aKing Senior Member
since 2006-09-27
Posts 1372USA |
there is always more tahn meets the eye...well said...I am enjoying reading you more and more... kingsangel |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
moon, as its truthful nature, never said that we, human, are romatic or meant to be bright. |
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